A burst of bullets and the opponent's firepower was reduced by their voices.
Seeing that these useless humans were killed by the other party, Fei Tai couldn't help but give out his true body. A strong wind rolled up in his snow-white clothes and came straight for the fifth thought. Thinking of this woman's repeated destruction of her good things, he felt angry.
The fifth thought has no favoritism for this non-Taiwan. When I was giving birth, this guy came out to destroy it. When I saw you today, the new and old hatreds were settled together.
The fifth thought can save the power of our female queen. It would be better to let me deal with you. After that, he transformed into a green light and flashed to the fifth thought at an extremely fast speed. The slightly raised five claws wished that he could give the fifth thought a hawk claw to the heart.
She reacted very quickly, picked up the tip of the sword, instilled her spiritual power, and sacrificed a talisman, her red lips moved slightly, and the Vermillion Bird ordered her to lead her to the point of the Nine Yang Fire, burning!
The talisman turned into ashes in the air, and a fire that could be seen in the naked eye was lit up, and it rushed straight to the non-meter door.
Feitai's face changed drastically and his body teleported. Even if he ran fast, he still caused anger and burned the corners of his clothes.
Wu Nian took advantage of the victory and chased after him with a peach wood sword. Seeing this, Min Yuchen did not give him a chance to escape. His body could not use any magic to use, and he could not trap Feitai.
Shen Qianran hid in the dark to solve the plot of the humans. Fu Huan's shooting skills were very accurate. He hit two people with one bullet, and several people cooperated just rightly for a while.
The fire of the Nine Yang of Vermilion Bird was ignited on Feitai, which was not easy to extinguish, so he had to transform into an archetype.
It turned into a shiny sword. When the corner of the fifth thought twitched, you are really a "sword".
The Nine Yang Fire fell on his sword body, and under the astonished eyes of everyone, until it was buried in the soil, trying to use the earth energy to extinguish the Nine Yang True Fire.
His entire sword body rushed into the soil, and he could only see a fist-sized pit where he disappeared.
The fifth thought was that Min Yuchen almost held each other's hands together, and the two of them took a few steps back tacitly.
That is, the second after they retreated, a sword broke out from the ground.
Without hurting them, Feitai felt a little annoyed in his heart. His sword body rushed straight into the air, emitting a scorching light. His entire sword body was red and he could almost see the light of fire. When the sword body turned, countless small swords were swept out, forming a dense rain of swords.
Wu Nian threw the little overlord in his hand to Min Yuchen, and then quickly formed a hand seal, the world is in the midst of the world, and the water god Yin Ji borrowed the Dharma, and went!
A barrier like a water column popped up from the fingertips of the fifth thought, blocking the sword rain, scattered all over the ground, turning into an invisible object.
The barrier was attacked more often, cracks would naturally appear. Min Yuchen pulled the fifth thought away and hid her behind him. With a "brush" sound, he opened the folding fan, and a sharp aura extended from the fan. He held the fan bone in his hand and swung the folding fan. Two strong winds swept across, and countless purple blades greeted Feitai's sword.
Min Yuchen threw the folding fan into the sky. The little overlord couldn't hide the arrogance of the great god Di Jun. When facing a small sword spirit like Feitai, he sneered.
Feitai feels that he has been insulted like never before. How dare you laugh at me with a small broken fan?
The little overlord twisted the fan proudly and made an even more exaggerated laugh. What's wrong with you? A little sword spirit really treats himself as a dish, and he looks down on me, the little overlord?
The fifth thought was frightened, could it still speak?
The divine objects from the ancient times have long been cultivated into weapon spirits, so how could they not even speak?
But I haven't heard of it once!
Maybe a little shy.
I have nothing to say to you.
Chen Qianran shouted, "Boss, sister-in-law, can we stop chatting? Come and help me!"
At this time, Min Yuchen and Di Nian came to their senses instantly, and watched Chen Qianran besieged by others, and rushed over one after another. Fortunately, they were all ordinary people without magic, so Chen Qianran could hold on for so long.
Min Yuchen held the headphones, Fu Huan, acted according to the opportunity, leaving several important living sensations for the role. As long as Song Yufei and the others went out, the supporters would come here.
Received, sir.
The little bastard held Feitai, a small sword spirit, to pay a price, otherwise it would be a waste of his domineering name. The fan was shaking, and the purple dazzling light enveloped the entire fan, gently shaking the folding fan, and then the speed became faster and faster and stronger. Feitai could no longer control his sword body, and was blown around by the strong wind.
Feitai didn't expect that he could not beat the fifth thought, and he could not even beat a broken fan.
Falling from the sky, Feitai's spiritual body was seriously injured by the little bully, and there were even traces of decay and mottled sword body. He was gasping heavily, eager to need human blood to fill the spiritual energy he lost.
He transformed into a human form and grabbed a human closest to him from the air. Regardless of whether it was an enemy or a friend, his right hand directly penetrated into the other party's heart. He died with his big eyes before he even shouted pain.
The fifth thought was to watch the person being exposed to his heart. Although the other party was not a good person, she was not a kind person. She couldn't control people killing people, but it was within the scope of her ability to control non-human despise life.
The sword body was infected with blood, and Feitai made a comfortable and gentle whisper.
The fifth thought rolled up a whip and wrapped it tightly around Feitai. He was so uncomfortable that he danced like a snake, his eyes burst, and flames were dyed between his eyebrows.
She tightened the whip hard, stretched out the whip's hand, and slapped her backhand hard on his eyebrows.
Feitai yelled, no
Chapter completed!